Do you remember your first car?
Mine was an uncomfortable, anemic, gas-guzzling,
1973 Vega station wagon. Even after carefully
applying a K-Mart, self-adhesive, black racing
stripe from front bumper to the rear, it was not
exactly sporty. Troy, on the other hand, had a
trophy car. It was a flashy, purple, ’71 Dodge
Charger and because he washed and waxed like it was
his girlfriend, it was his girlfriend. Troy parked
his Dodge on the side street outside his house
directly behind my veterinary clinic, and one
afternoon, a Montana wind forced him to choose
between his dignity and his girlfriend. His dignity
blew away and he told me this story never realizing
it might someday appear in print.
After opening my clinic and placing a thousand
dollar dog food order, Science Diet sent me this
free, three by four, metal road side sign. For a
year or so, the sign swung back and forth with the
wind slowly wearing its suspending eyelets
dangerously thin. On the day of record, Troy had
just stepped out of the shower and was wrapped in a
towel, when he looked out his window to see a gust
of wind tear our dog food sign free from its
eye-bolts and start it cartwheeling down the road.
He paused for a second, before calculating the sign
was perfectly aimed at the front bumper of his
Charger. Experts advise one should not panic in the
time of crisis, but this was a dang good time to
panic. Troy did.
Tightening the towel around his waist with both
hands, Troy kicked open his kitchen door and
exploded out into the yard. In two giant leaps, Troy
landed in front of his car and intercepted the sign
milliseconds before it would have slashed his girl
across her fender. He exhaled a sigh of relief the
instant a second gust of wind swept down the street
encouraging the sign to strain against Troy’s grip.
For two seconds it was a gut wrenching battle
between man and road sign, and Troy struggled with
the strength of a dozen gladiators. Thinking the
sign was near surrender, Troy relaxed the instant a
third gust of wind stripped him of his towel and
sent it flying towards North Dakota. Just like
everyone’s recurring nightmare, now our hero was
standing completely naked in the middle of the
street, in broad daylight. He bent the sign around
his midsection before sprinting back into his house
and this brings me to my point.
Embarrassing global warming data has been published
and progressive global warming prophets, who have
been lining their pockets promoting this scam, are
now left naked, standing in the middle of the
street, if the public cares to accept the truth.
Sadly, with respect to man caused global warming, so
many people have accepted the lie as the truth, the
lie has become the truth and it is the truth which
is viewed with skepticism. Go figure.
This October, the United Kingdom’s Meteorological
Office reluctantly published data from 3,000
worldwide measuring points revealing global warming
actually stopped 16 years ago. Because this occurred
in spite of man’s increased carbon emissions,
Professor Judith Curry, the head of Georgia Tech’s
climate science department, dismissed the computer
models progressives used to predict global warming
as being “deeply flawed.” This is the politically
correct way of saying they are a fraud.
Unlike Troy who had nothing but the sign to cover
his dignity, progressives are clamoring to cover
their nakedness in any way possible. Most will plow
forward and ignore the contradictory data as this
technique has worked so well in the past. Let’s look
at what this fraud has cost in just the last four
Everyone knows the solar panel company, Solyndra,
went bankrupt. Do you realize there are 35 other
green companies who tucked 3.552 billion stimulus
dollars in their wallets and either snuck out the
bankruptcy exit, or are working their way towards
it? This entire climate change, green energy scheme
is a scientific and economic hoax, so patriots must
dispose of its elected advocates this election cycle
before it leaves us naked in the street.